Besties Ayla and Bailey were thinking it'd be great. Go see a tropical paradise, have some fun, drink large drinks with umbrellas in them. But one wrong turn changed all that.

Now the two ladies were tied up and gagged in the headquarters (such as it was) of an underground organization in the country looking to replace the tropical island's dictator with their own dictator. The underground movement needed money, and two American captives could mean significant funds if someone wanted to pay for them.

The two ladies sat back in the back room, crying and carrying on, wishing...

Besties Ayla and Bailey were thinking it'd be great. Go see a tropical paradise, have some fun, drink large drinks with umbrellas in them. But one wrong turn changed all that.

Now the two ladies were tied up and gagged in the headquarters (such as it was) of an underground organization in the country looking to replace the tropical island's dictator with their own dictator. The underground movement needed money, and two American captives could mean significant funds if someone wanted to pay for them.

The two ladies sat back in the back room, crying and carrying on, wishing they hadn't gone all this way. Bailey had lost her top in the struggle, while Ayla was wearing a sheer little top that barely covered anything. They wondered what they had done to deserve this (nothing) and wondered if they would ever see their home again.